Montana: Day Two

This will not reflect well on me....

But...the other day Mike and I had his sister babysit while we went out (bless her soul). As we explained how to best put Jude down for bed, Mike and I disagreed about the most effective method. To sing a soft song or not? To rock him sweetly or not? (You'll never guess which side of things I was on...) I was ticked that Mike disagreed with my recommendations (he pooh-poohed them, really...furrowed his brow, scoffed) and I was frustrated (nay, fuming) as we left the house. Sitting in the car, I told him of my frustration and then called him a meanie-head. He then called me a meanie-face. This conversation ensued:

Me: "Bum-face!"
Mike: "Wiener-head!"
Me: "Boobie-buns!"
Mike: "Poopy-face!"

I laughed myself silly; we both did. Mature, no? It was surprisingly difficult to come up with 12-year-old-boy insults. I don't recommend resolving all conflicts this way, but..hey...it worked. Tension diffused. Turns out we had misunderstood each other anyway...Mike is all for songs and rocking and such cuddly stuff at the appropriate time in the ritual.

Montana 2010: Day One

Over Labor Day, Mike, Jude, and I and Mike's brother Pete, his wife, Meagan, and their little guy, Tyler, all made the trek to Montana to enjoy some family time and some beauties of the area. The first day we spent the day in Glacier National Park. So beautiful! Here are a few pictures of our first day!